seventyfour twelve thirtyone

Sandwich and butter

This morning Linda and I were lying on bed and talking about how to plan all the activities today before Milla’s party. Then we hugged and Milla saw this. She started running towards the bed, screaming: “Me too !”.

Linda: Just climb onto the bed.
Me: And come over here then.
Milla: In between, yeah…
Me: Now it’s just like a sandwich
Milla: And I am the butter !!